Fiction

It was October but Margot was still wearing short, summer skirts. Margot was a beautiful chocolate color and was one of the prettiest girls you have ever seen. She had long beautiful black hair.

It was October but Margot was still wearing short, summer skirts. And Mom's way-too-big reflective vest. And dyed her hair with blueberry juice. It was an overall bad idea to let Margot make her own Halloween costume.

It was October, but Margot was still wearing short summer skirts. And humming Christmas carols. She really couldn't decide on a season. She loved summer, when she could swim in the river, and there was no school.

Astrid had never seen anything so magnificent in her life. The sun slowly sank behind the mountain as an explosion of red, pink, yellow and orange covered the sky. It felt like a dream.

Chapter 21

    “Anabelle, if we are going to leave here, you need to meet your soldiers!” Everleigh says, her eyes flitting around to meet mine. 

          It was a bright, sunny day outside in Oakbridge, Maine. He was lying, back against the school, book in his hands. He, was Nate. Nathaniel Evan Thanin. He didn’t have many friends.

Chapter 10

    “Well, let's go,” George says.